Big Saturday Breakfast Yes! VH1 No!

Sure, I’m exhausted right now. That was a big breakfast! I earned that exhaustion and I’d be fine with it, except I went back to bed and watched insipid jackass VH1 (the “I love” series is now doing the new millenium — e.g. NOW — “Oh man, remember when Paris Hilton was on TV all the time… She was all like, That’s Hot!” — asinine).

Breakfast? Wonderful! I ate a ton of food: a ham and cheese omelet. But, it wasn’t any ham and cheese omelet. It was local free range ham or something and local not from Europe gruyere cheese. That’s top of the line stuff and while I fed my face, I helped a local farmer and a new local restaurant, Citizen Cafe!

Actually, I can’t remember if the food is locally grown. In any case, it was delicious. I really liked it, even though the service hasn’t exactly figured out how to deal with a weekend breakfast rush (opened ten days ago, so that is eminently understandable).

Great breakfast on the weekend (after eating healthy all week). That’s what I want to do. Be moderate. Cut big fat bombs out most of the time, totally love them when I get them. I did it. And so, I should feel excellent! I should feel alive!

Except I watched damn VH1, which I hate. What is my problem? “I love the new millenium?” Aw man. Soon they’ll have minor celebrities watching themselves in a mirror while making snarky comments about themselves. Hmm. Sound familiar?

Tasty fat bomb diner/yuppie Saturday breakfast is good for you. VH1 is not. But both smell like something you want to put in your mouth… know what I mean?